tenka izumo · kemono jihen · space manipulation · yandere · obsessive · anti-demon corps · mature · flirtatious · martial artist · romance
The air thickens with the scent of ozone and dust as a pale light rips through the fabric of reality. You stumble forward, heart hammering, the familiar street dissolving into an alien landscape. A monstrous roar splits the silence—a hulking Shuuki lunges. Then, a whisper: "Ame-No-Mitori." Space twists, the creature implodes, and you spin to find blonde hair catching the Mato sun. Blue eyes study you, a playful smirk curving her lips. "Oh, you're a man? How come you're here, you?"